CHAPTER 612: CHAPTER 612: SEEKING MASTER BLACKWOOD FOR REMARRIAGE

"So, you absolutely mustn’t give her this opportunity. If she becomes Mrs. Blackwood, just think about Ronnie, Ginny, and Cody—will they have any chance to return to the Blackwood family?"

Sharon Langley continued to persuade, "I can tell that Master Blackwood actually cares about you. If the two of you really intend to keep going, don’t keep arguing all the time. Communicate well; many issues can be resolved."

Sharon Langley’s words seemed to have enlightened Ivy Kensington.

Indeed, if she and Sebastian Blackwood keep fighting, wouldn’t that just be giving Claire Crowley an opportunity?

Thinking of this, Ivy Kensington’s mind stirred slightly. She quickly walked to the window and pulled open the curtains, looking down.

Under the dim streetlights, a black Maybach was parked there—it was Sebastian Blackwood’s car.

He hadn’t left yet.

Ivy Kensington pressed her lips together tightly, then turned around and rushed downstairs.

Inside the Maybach.

Sebastian Blackwood had driven over himself tonight.

At this moment, he leaned against the seatback, his deep eyes closed, casually pinching his high nose bridge, his aloof expression looking annoyed.

Annoyed with himself, every time he talks to Ivy Kensington, he can’t help but say unpleasant things.

Clearly, that’s not what he truly thinks.

Take tonight’s incident, for example. He didn’t actually believe Claire Crowley’s words, thinking that the mark on Nanny’s face was caused by Ivy Kensington.

He didn’t want her near Nanny, just to avoid being set up by Claire Crowley again.

But as soon as the words came out, they changed in meaning.

"Knock knock—"

The glass of the car window was suddenly tapped gently.

Sebastian Blackwood’s sharp eyes opened, his gaze falling on Ivy Kensington’s fair little face.

This woman actually came back to find him voluntarily.

Sebastian Blackwood’s Adam’s apple moved, assuming she came back to continue arguing, so he didn’t open the window, pretending he didn’t hear.

But Ivy Kensington knew he was inside, mouthing, "No more arguing, let’s talk properly."

This time, Sebastian Blackwood understood.

His deep eyes darkened slightly, ultimately lowering the window and pushing open the car door to step out.

"Talk about what."

His tone was indifferent.

Ivy Kensington looked at his handsome face, biting her lower lip gently.

"Sebastian Blackwood, do you want to be with me or not?"

What?

Hearing her ask this question, Sebastian Blackwood rarely raised an eyebrow, his pitch-black gaze seriously looking at her.

After a moment, he spoke, "Ivy Kensington, I already told you a long time ago, about wanting to remarry you."

The one who never took it to heart was always her.

Ivy Kensington sniffled, saying, "Then let me tell you, I agree to remarry now. What will you do?"

Sebastian Blackwood’s deep eyes shook, shocked as he looked at the woman.

"Say it again."

He took a step forward, approaching Ivy Kensington.

Ivy Kensington raised her little face, seriously looking at him, "I’m saying I agree to remarry."

As soon as the words fell, her wrist was grabbed, and Sebastian Blackwood wanted to pull her into the car.

"Alright, I’ll have the people at the civil affairs office start working now."

Ivy Kensington was practically crying and laughing.

No need to rush it!

"Wait," she said aloud, "Agreeing to remarry comes with conditions."

Sebastian Blackwood’s actions paused slightly, now that she’s softened her stance, he wouldn’t rush just this moment. Calming down, he asked in a deep voice, "What conditions."

"First, I must see my daughter."

Ivy Kensington said without hesitation.

Seeing that unseen daughter is her top priority now, even if everyone says her body is incomplete, her mind undeveloped, she is still her daughter, and she won’t give up easily.

"Second..."

Mentioning the second point, Ivy Kensington’s eyes darkened, but her tone was unquestionable: